Apr 05, 2010 18:15
Lubbock and I have swung back to the HATE segment of our love/hate relationship. What the hell is up with drivers here? Are they incapable of using the accelerator? And you, Mr. Cop with the radar gun, sitting in the alley? Not cool, dude. I don't disagree with your tactics, however, when you swung out in front of me to nail a guy who'd just passed me? Holy fuck. You nearly caused a three car pile up in order to get a guy going maybe 10 miles over the speed limit.
And the neighbors! Oh, god, the neighbors! To say nothing of apartment management and and and- I just want to crawl under the covers and hide out there for a while. Maybe I'll make a blanket fort with Bella.
I think my unnamed betta fish is trying to give me a heart attack. He comes out from the plants, stares at me for a while, and then falls onto the floor of the aquarium and plays dead. I don't understand, Mr. Fish. I'm sorry I offended you? Bella's upset from her kennel visit, refusing most treats and just sitting in the living room like an emo dog. Sigh. Booger's the only one particularly happy to see me- I was holding him as I browsed Reddit, and then he jumped onto the crate beside me and now? Now he's gleefully watching the aquarium. It's his kingdom, clearly.
Blah! Tonight, work! Tomorrow, school! Blech.